Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 51

Chapter 6

With Tiffany there, Leo’s birthday party went smoothly. The earlier tension between Julian and his son melted away somewhere between the cake and the candles.

It wasn’t until the guests were gone that Julian remembered Clara. He pulled out his phone, half-expecting a text, but the screen showed nothing new. No text. No missed

call.

And the wire transfer he’d sent had been rejected.

He stared at his phone, caught between worry and anger. Clara had always been

predictable, easy to placate, but this felt different. Refusing the money wasn’t just

stubbornness. It felt like she was slipping out of reach.

Was she really going to hold a grudge this time?

He was still turning it over in his mind when Tiffany slipped her arm through his.

“Julian, let’s head up. I’m wiped.”

He snapped out of his thoughts and gave a small nod. “We should move your prenatal appointment up, go in tomorrow instead of waiting.”

Tiffany frowned. “I thought it wasn’t until next week. What’s the rush?”

He pressed his lips together. “I’d rather not wait. Just to be safe.”

It was a thinly veiled excuse, and he knew it. He just needed a reason to go to the hospital, where Clara worked,

He wanted to see her face when he asked her what exactly she thought she was doing by rejecting his money, Going out of his way to track her down felt like too much of a blow to his ego, so he dressed it up as concern.

Leo cut in before Tiffany could even finish.

“I’ll come too, Mom, I can’t wait to meet my little sister.”

Tiffany’s expression softened, “I love that. My two favorites, all to myself.”

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Julian barely heard any of it. His mind was already at the hospital. He’d go, find Clara, and remind her of what he’d promised, that once the baby came, he’d come back. That

hadn’t changed.

The next morning, the three of them headed to the hospital together.

They were still in the car when Julian’s phone rang. An unfamiliar number.

“Mr. Vance, my name is David Holloway. I’m calling on behalf of Ms. Vance. She’s retained me to represent her in the divorce proceedings. A draft agreement has already been sent to your email. Once you’ve had a chance to review it, we can arrange a time to

meet and sign.”

Julian said nothing. The words seemed to reach him from very far away, each one

landing like a blow he hadn’t seen coming.

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